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This is television |
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Late night television |
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Scripted with precision |
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A corner store pulp fiction |
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Sits where your heart isn't |
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But with your eyes so green |
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And your pinkish theme |
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You've made an old friend seem |
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Rather dead to me |
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Alas the weapon sex can be |
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Your body is a weapon |
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And you're afraid it could get out |
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A friend of the devil |
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And you're afraid it could get out |
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Don't say, |
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I don't cut when |
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I do, I do, |
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I do(I do, I do) |
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Don't say, |
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I'm lying when |
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I'm true, |
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I'm true, |
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I'm true(I do, I do) |
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The razorYou were all suspicious |
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So vile and omniscious |
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With a heart so vicious |
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Dare you ask what this is |
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This is so delicious |
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To eat the best of you |
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Like the others do |
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I'll take your pride from you |
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The dive in, the embassy |
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The jets, it's all the same to me |
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Your body is a weapon |
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And you're afraid it could get out |
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A friend of the devil |
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And you're afraid it could get out |
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Don't say, |
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I don't cut when |
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I do, I do, |
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I do(I do, I do) |
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Don't say, |
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I'm lying when |
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I'm true, |
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I'm true, |
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I'm true(I do, I do) |
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The razor(The razor) |
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Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do |
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So many suitors, |
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I don't even have a suit to wear |
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So many influential fingers running through your hair |
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I am the razor and in the hands of your heart |
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And I am the razor in the hands of |
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GodDon't say, |
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I don't cut when |
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I do, I do, |
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I do(I do, I do) |
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Don't say, |
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I'm lying when |
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I'm true, |
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I'm true, |
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I'm true(I do, I do) |
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The razor(The razor) |
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And don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do(The razor) |
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Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do(The razor) |
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Don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do |
